Roosh V has a little trouble with the concept of “no.” [TW: Rape Apologia]

Recently, a nameless commenter here asked “What exactly is “rapey” about Pick Up Artistry?” The post below should help to answer that question.

Hey, fellas! Say you’ve applied some state of the art Pickup Artistry on some HB 10 (“hot babe 10”) and you’re about to add another notch to your “girls I’ve totally had sex with” belt – and she has the gall to tell you “no.” Should you be worried?

Pickup artist Roosh Valizedah (whom we were talking about just yesterday) says, er, no. Apparently “no” (when the word is uttered by a girl you are groping) is actually a variant of “yes.” Who knew?

While every feminist likes to repeat the phrase “No means no,” it depends on context. Here’s a guide:

“No” when you try to take off her jeans or shirt means… “You need to turn me on a lot more.”

“No” when you try to take off her bra means… “Try again in five minutes.”

“No” when you try to take off her panties means… “Don’t give up now!”

I find the only word that means no is “stop.” If you hear that word then she’ll be asking you to leave soon after.

So just filter out everything she says other than the word “stop” and you’ll be fine. Oh, and if she actually starts punching you, that’s also a clue that she doesn’t want to have sex with you.

For every rape accusation I’d want to know at what stage of undress the girl was at before the supposed rape happened. If she was completely naked until saying no, and got there voluntarily, then I’d be reluctant to charge the man with rape unless there were signs of violence.

Gals need to remember, Roosh explains, that once a man gets a boner he’s pretty much helpless. His innate biological drives require that he either have sex with you (if you’re willing) or rape you (if you are unwilling and remember to say “stop” as well as “no”).

Women need to understand that men aren’t robots who can suddenly stop at the drop of a dime with all that testosterone pumping through their system. Therefore it would be prudent for them not to enter situations where the average man can’t stop due to his innate weaknesses as an animal whose entire existence depends on him successfully mating.

If it gets to that point, Roosh advises the ladies, you should just try to enjoy the rape as best you can – like it’s some sort of carnival ride.

Every roller coaster has a point while chugging up that first hill where’s there’s no turning back and you just need to hang on for the ride. In other words, don’t let a man on your bed unless you’re trying to get it.

So, In Roosh’s world, woman who merely say “no” shouldn’t complain about being raped, and men are basically slavering beasts controlled by their penises. What a lovely view of the world!

I’ve figured it out! Steele has the time to pursue two full-time professions and one part-time study program and a relationship and a home life and commenting on Manboobz because everything he writes is made up of stock-phrases he can access with a single key stroke. Sure, it means that emails he sends to his boss are full of “in actual point of fact”a and “excuse me?”s and “our vile competitors”s but he saves valuable keyboarding time!

given that mikey appears to be trying to fill his card in ’20-something white dude’ bingo, i would not be surprised to learn that he eats out almost every night, primarily at sports bars, and his kitchen is stocked exclusively with stale doritos, bud light, and hungry man dinners.

If he has Ramen, it’s almost certainly Maruchan. Because despite being such a ‘professional’, he has no taste and can’t spend a little more on Shin. Which Amazon even stocks conveniently, if you can shell out a bit more on food (We order it, but also have groceries for, you know, real food).

Meant ‘won’t’ for ‘can’t’. The implication is he could do better and chooses not to XD

But then, that’s kind of the story of his life. Re: Farrell being unqualified, you should hear him talk about history too. There’s a lot of amateurs lacking formal education who put his history ‘knowledge’ to shame.

You have no talent. Telling you that is, if anything, doing you a favor, because it’s an honest evaluation of your ability.

Irregardless whether this is is true or not, my teacher’s views toward all her male students’ writing was explicitly informed by misandry. I was the only one who showed any level of interest, so I was the only one whom her vile misandry actually affected.

But I’m done with this particular argument. You don’t actually get to inform me what my teacher who you never met said, and you don’t get to call me a liar for accurately reminiscing on my life.

What our society needs is a tradition where it’s romantic to pay a lady’s gas bill, gentlemanly to pick up her car payment, and a gesture of chivalry to purchase one’s date a bottle of oven cleaner and a 4-pack of socks at the Family Dollar.

Inventing facts out of wholecloth is the definition of being a liar, and you’ve been doing it XD

Whether you consider them legitimate or not, I point to Farrell, Glenn Sacks, Fidelbogen and many other sources. I disagree with your assessment of Farrell; also, in point of fact, it is unsurprising that academia, like everything else in society, is tainted with misandry. Naturally he doesn’t get support. Vile. Vile.

In point of actual fact, I don’t – yourself, Rutee, and the rest of Boobzland have just set up a a “tautological loop”, as they say. I’m a serial liar because I lie about misandry and my teacher, which you know are lies because I’m a serial liar, because I lie about misandry and my teacher.

Finally, the misandry of my teacher did indeed discourage me from pursuing a writing career. Would I have made it? I cannot be sure, but in point of fact, misandry was what ceased my progress.

Well, I reckon the rest of us can be very sure indeed.

You’re a dreadful writer. You’re needlessly verbose, you scatter clichés like confetti, your vocabulary is repetitive to the point where it’s become a meme in itself (Julian Barnes once chided himself for using the word “crepuscular” twice in the space of a year), you don’t seem to understand what half the big words that you use actually mean, and you show not the slightest inclination to improve, even though you’ve had plenty of surprisingly constructive criticism in recent weeks.

Instead, you blame some teacher that you had years and years ago for “discouraging” you. Well, boo hoo hoo – I’m sure the rest of us exclusively had teachers who recognised our potential immediately and ensured that we fulfilled it to the max. Not.

Writing really isn’t a hard career to break into. It doesn’t require massive investment or a shedload of equipment – Stephen King once reckoned that the total production cost of The Shining at his end was about $24.00, mostly spent on typewriter ribbons. It doesn’t require years of training at elite universities or hard-won scholarships. Hell, these days it doesn’t even require investment in dictionaries or thesauruses, as you have access to countless free ones online.

It just requires talent, and an ability to pitch that talent to people who are prepared to pay for its end products.

If you have it, and you know it, no amount of discouragement (misandrist or otherwise) will make any difference, because you know that you’ve got what it takes – the rest of the world will catch up eventually.

But if you don’t have it… well, it’s so much easier to blame someone else, isn’t it? And if you can tie it into some great big misandrist conspiracy, so much the better.

Yet another reason you’d never make it as a writer: You don’t listen to criticism. We’ve told you time and how fucking tedious and repetitive your writing is, but do you crack open a damned thesaurus already? No! You just keep repeating the same crap over and over until the words lose all meaning.

Steele is now inserting his stupid catchphrases in every comment, to a degree that pretty much has to be deliberate. The question is, is he (a) so staggeringly pathetic that he is actually thinking, “They think they can tell me not to write like a moron, but I’ll show them! Nobody tells Butthorn what to do!” or (b) just a Poe after all?

Either way, I fully expect the next thing he posts just to read, “Excuse me? In point of fact, you’re the jester’s fool. Irregardless, you are vile misandrists. Vile, vile, vile.”

@Everyone with a green icon that mocks Steele by starting a paragraph with Excuse me?:

I like to just read your comment and see how long it takes before i realize that it’s a mockery of his style instead of just him. Not surprisingly, often i get to the end and have to read the name of the writer to see who it was!

Haha guess who fails at reading comprehension? Valenti is American, not Canadian.

Also, who fails at research. You realize that the hypothetical act, the Human-Robot Personal Relationship Act, does not exist outside of MRA sites, right? Like, you realize that rationally, you could go to the Parliament website, search proposed acts of the last ten years for that, and it wouldn’t be there right?

More simply, you understand there is a difference between things that are true, and things that are not true, right?

I am quite pleased to be wrong about this. Now my plan to create robot lovers can proceed without any interference!!! :)

People like YOU spend way too much time trying to disprove things stated by those you dislike as well as statements you don’t like that happen to be true. Get a hobby. ;)

I disproved it not 0.24 seconds after typing the act’s name into Google (Parliament’s pages are indexed). This is remarkably easy to do, which is why it’s all the more hilarious how few MRAs seem capable of doing so.

Eh, I’m enjoying myself. I need regular 5 min breaks from my work or I can’t focus at all.

People like you might want to consider why it is that MRA sites actually just make shit up out of whole cloth. Have you ever considered that actual political movements don’t have to invent grievances?

Also, I feel I don’t have to point out how much more worthy a pursuit it is to disprove bullshit spread by hate sites, which is what I’m doing, than to spread that bullshit as a talking point, which is what you were doing.

Steele, I’m no writer and English isn’t my mother tongue, but even for someone like me your basic issues are obvious.
-‘irregardless’ is not a word. ‘Regardless’ is. ‘i-‘ and ‘-less’ means the same thing, so the i is redundant.
– stop using the same words over and over. That’s not a style, that’s how people with a very small vocabulary write.Since you obviously have Internet access, you also have access to synonym dictionaries. Use them.
– don’t use big* words just for the sake of using them. It makes you sound pedant and when you use them wrong, it makes you sound really dumb. Use the simpler word you can find to convey your thoughts.

A will to *survive*. We also have a survival instinct which is distinct from our emotions. Emotions are a part of us, but they do not define us completely.

But where does this will to survive come from? Humans have a will to survive because they feel pain, because they have loved ones they don’t want to part from, because they have goals they haven’t met in their lives, because there is so much beauty in the world, because they value themselves, because of a million and one reasons.

Where does a robot without feelings get that from? And why is it enough to simply survive? Why spend so much time and effort on building robots if you just want something to survive humans? You could just go with fungi, they’re very resilient.

This doesn’t exist outside of MRA sites because this was part of a class assignment that some professor put online; MRAs convinced themselves it was a real thing and made various alarmed posts about how the evil feminists were out to shut down their robot lady lovin before it even started. MRAs: the most gullible people in the world?

misandry was what ceased my progress.

Actually, Steele, what’s ceasing your progress is that you write things like “misandry was what ceased my progress.”

Precisely. Humans are sentient, self-aware, because we feel. Sentience is the first step towards higher mental functions, and sentience is required for sapience because intellect and wisdom are not just abstracts but are inseparably tied to the (human) experience. Or another sentient and sapient species’s experience. That experience could be different from ours and unexplainable to us, but it would not be without feeling. Because to experience is to feel, and self-aware existence without experience is a bit of an oxymoron.

Finally, the misandry of my teacher did indeed discourage me from pursuing a writing career. Would I have made it? I cannot be sure, but in point of fact, misandry was what ceased my progress.

No.

Your teacher’s comments may have slowed or even derailed your progress, but only you can “cease” it, and you can “un-cease” it at any time by getting to work. Her comments may have sucked, but the decision whether or not to keep believing them is yours and yours alone.

You are only out of time if you are dead. And if you are dead, (a) congratulations for learning how to access the Internet from beyond the grave – that’s pretty cool, and (b) my condolences.

If you’re not dead, however, the only thing standing in your way is you. Now get to work.

And I would in fact not count “will to survive” as part of sentience. Will to survive is a much lower level function. I keep various invertebrates as pets. I am not sure if they are actually sentient as in self-aware, but I am pretty sure they have some low level feelings judging by their social interactions, although entirely guided by their biological functions. That is different from chimps and bonobos, or whales and dolphins. My invertebrate friends cannot recognise themselves in the mirror unlike an ape can. The ape is sentient, perhaps even sapient (Koko the gorilla and others that speak sign language are good examples). The dolphin is likely sentient.

Anyway, despite not being sentient my invertebrate friends have an amazing will to live. If damaged and given a chance to heal they will take that chance and fight for their life. They eat to keep living, escape and hide from perceived dangers. Will to survive is the most basic function that overdrives even hunger and mating desires, to a point. Will to survive is not sentience.

The wicked Favid Dutrelle is a fatman who runs a blog on the internet about how much men sucks. Our hero is oppressed by Favid, who uses triple-reverse crypto-psychology to endlessly post angry shit on his blog and sometimes also to lie about it on another blog except when he throws a tantrum and gives up.

But the joke is on Favid when our hero goes on a bunch of dates, only some of which he causes a scene during, and successfully navigates the corporate world in pursuit of his career as a generic white dude in middle-management.

Then a bunch of eagles high five each other on top of an American flag while Warren Farrell does a solo version of Freebird and Favid shits his pants and then his pants fall down in front of a bunch of girls and they all laugh at his poopy ass.

This shit writes itself mikey. you could be on the bestseller list by next year!

Our hero is oppressed by Favid, who uses triple-reverse crypto-psychology to endlessly post angry shit on his blog and sometimes also to lie about it on another blog except when he throws a tantrum and gives up.

There does exist a concept of complete awareness, complete consciousness in which state one no longer feels but yet exists. It’s called Nirvana and it’s a Buddhist concept. But even Nirvana is not reached without first experiencing how to feel, by going through all the levels of sentience from the lowest animals (sentient according to the Buddha) to Enlightenment. Consciousness (and thinking) just doesn’t exist without being tied to the ability to feel, even in the religion that’s end game is to give up fucking feelings.

@eline
Yeah, I considered saying something about the instinctual nature of survival but I thought it would be irrelevant.
Since the survival instinct is biological, and the result of evolution, robots wouldn’t have that instinct to begin with, unless they were programmed to have it. Now, they could probably develop it, but that would require them having an attachment to existence, which I don’t think could be achieved without feelings of some sort.

Well the way I see it, if we made robots that can learn, where’s the first place they’re going to pick up a bunch of stuff from? I’d say it’s pretty inevitable that they’d learn a lot of human-like qualities.

Science fiction isn’t a good source of ideas for fact because the writers make the robots fail, and scare people away from the idea of laying down and dying so the robots can take over, because the writers are big meanie poopyheads.

Yeah, I think in the case of robots it would be different. But we got a guy here who actually said (paraphrasing) “to be sentient does not mean to feel” and that gives me the impression he has done his research on the subjects he speaks about in science fiction stories instead of, for example, in philosophy of consciousness and real-life artificial intelligence and cognition studies.* He certainly abuses the word like people who know what they’re talking about don’t.

(*The two latter, coincidentally, being the subjects where I began my studies and was going to major in. I changed into biosciences early on but I still remain interested!)

@eline
I honestly am not particularly well-versed in philosophy of consciousness or real life artificial intelligence. I’m mostly just going from what seems to make sense to me and part of that has been influenced by science fiction. I’d be glad if MSN had done his research in good science fiction stories.

There are many stories in sci-fi that examine the emergence of sentient/sapient robots, what influence that could have in society, the ethics involved in dealing with these robots, the nature of self-awareness, and other such topics.

And this isn’t exactly new either, Asimov wrote these kinds of stories over 50 years ago. Osamu Tezuka made Astro Boy around that time as well. Not that much later it was explored in 2001: A Space Odissey, although in that one it was a computer and not a robot per se. These are just three examples of the top of my head, and i’m only talking about sci-fi, there have been myths and legends about artificial people for centuries, if not millennia.

So that’s why his “unfeeling robots will be totally better than human but I don’t care to elaborate” shtick to be so annoying. Not only is this not a new idea, but his particular version is a lazy formulation as well.

If we’re eating Ramen I’m going to vote for Sapporo Ichiban, or Indo-Mie, or even the Maggi flavors that are made in Malaysia. In the unlikely (if you don’t live in an area with a big SE Asian population) event that you can get your hands on any of the Viet brands, those are good too.

Also, nobody who thinks that “irregardless” is a word and uses the phrase “in point of actual fact” has any writing talent. Again, Buttpole, your teacher did you a favor.

(I’m still hoping that Mikey is a Poe, because it’s depressing to think that anyone could be as stupid as he seems to be.)

varpole: I’m sorry? I am a rising corporate executive and entrepreneur-on-the-side; I would ask that you at least show me the courtesy of acknowledging my station.

I have accomplished more in my young life than you ever will.

Oh please.

I’ve helped build rockets which are on their way to Jupiter. I worked on the prototype nosewheel for the F-22.

In my Army career I trained more than 300 interrogators, and helped shaped doctrine in the design of two sets of interrogation instruction.

I’ve been interviewed by Ukranaian television about the inception of joint training betweeen the US and Ukraine when Ukraine decided it wanted to establish ties with NATO in the 1990s. I’ve helped in the translations for designing some of the subsequent exercises in that program.

I was a translator in the first exercise to design working protocols between the US and Russia in the event of a joint missile defense mission.

I’ve been an opinion editor, and a managing editor on a weekly paper. I’ve got a published book on photography (which means I have an entry in the Library of Congress, actually, I ought to have three, because I have two books I did the illos for as well). I have done shows in the US and Canada, I’ve sold art to people in Europe, Canada, New Zealand and Australia.

I’ve been to Korea, Canada, Ecuador (to include the Galapagos), Germany, Kuwait, Ukraine and France.

I’ve broken horses to saddle, dug a well, hatched chickens and quail, framed buildings, repaired cars and moved across the US twice.

I’ve been homeless, and gotten back to being sheltered.

I’m a combat veteran, and I’ve got an 80 percent disability rating because of it. After that happened I did a two and a half month motorcycle trip, crossing international borders four times, and covering 8,000 miles in 19 riding days.

I’ve been an actor, holding crowds in one man shows, and in long stretches of interactive improv theater.

I teach people to cook.

I have ex lovers who still love me.

Good luck at matching those, much less besting them, because you think that your pushing paper (and maybe selling things) grants you some “station” in need of respect.

And yes, I know that list seems a bit incredible. Some of it (the rockets, the nosewheel, the missle-defense exercise) were being in the right place at the right time. Some of it (the editing, the interrogation instruction) was the combination of hard work, talent, and being in the right place at the right time.

Some of it (the book illustrations) was talent combined with knowing people.

And I left a lot out. Sort of like William Goldman and the story of Butch and Sundance.

It’s been a good ride. I got a lot of interesting breaks,and a lot of good luck.

Wetherby: Julian Barnes was wrong. Crepuscular is a wonderful word, and twice a year is not too much (though I confess, I mostly use it in terms of snakes; we used to breed cornsnakes, which are crepuscular).

Not to mention that he sneaks it in on a thread that’s about rapists ignoring every word, every signal that means “no”. Way to say he’s going to rape a woman who doesn’t use whatever precise code he’s decided is the only thing that means she really doesn’t want to have sex.

I always wonder if guys like Andrew realize that their little bon mots are read by pretty much any woman as “I will try to rape you if given the chance”. I mean hey, thanks for the heads up and all, but zero points for stealth.